The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

On the bed, the white cat Xiaoguang was fast asleep on Jiangjing's pillow, while the black cat Xiwang, the tabby cat Muling, and the other cats had all been chased off the bed and were sleeping in the cat bed in the living room.

Jiang Jing sat cross-legged on the floor, his right hand supporting his chin, his eyes slightly narrowed, his attention focused on the toy knife in his left hand.

Inside the demonic blade, tiny, invisible to the naked eye, spiritually materialized restrictive runes have densely covered the blade, forming a complex, three-dimensional array that echoes each other.

The entire array, in a macroscopic abstraction, looks like a 36-sided geometric solid, with a seemingly indistinct, gigantic maw in the center of the array slightly open.

As the last core rune, located at the center of the array, slowly condensed and took shape, the entire incredibly complex array trembled violently, as if it had come to life. Then, with a flash of light, all the runes disappeared.

Just then, an invisible rhythm emanated from the depths of the demonic artifact, expressing an intense sense of dependence and admiration for Jiang Jing. It was none other than the faint consciousness born when Jiang Jing first activated the core, fused with a wisp of his spiritual power.

However, with the initial completion of the first layer of the composite array's restrictions, this consciousness became much clearer.

"Done." After a busy night, Jiang Jing, whose mental energy was greatly depleted, smiled faintly and withdrew his consciousness from the demonic blade.

"But what should I name you?" Jiang Jing murmured to himself, looking at the toy knife in his hand that gleamed faintly.

After all, I might use this demonic sword for a long time in the future. If it doesn't have a name, what if I'm exchanging compliments with someone in the future? Would I say my sword is called Nameless? That would be so lame.

“Let’s choose a name.” Just then, a somewhat tired Shiina Mashiro put down her pen and yawned. She happened to hear Jiang Jing’s words and turned to look at him.

"Hmm, I think I should give this little knife a more imposing name." Jiang Jing raised the demon knife in his hand.

"But speaking of which, what time is it now? Hmm, it's already past five in the morning." Jiang Jing was slightly taken aback when he looked at the alarm clock on the table.

"Hmm, it's past five o'clock. Sora is amazing, he can space out for so long." Shiina Mashiro's tone revealed a hint of admiration, because the longest she had ever spaced out before was only two or three hours.

"That's not what we're talking about right now."

Jiang Jing, who was mistaken for being in a daze, didn't explain anything, rolled his eyes, and then ignored Shiina Mashiro, looking at the small knife in his hand and thinking.

"Overlord Demon Blade? Annihilation Demon Blade? Devouring Demon Blade? Destruction Demon Blade..." As Jiang Jing uttered one name after another that exuded demonic energy, the small knife in his hand emitted a barely perceptible light, seemingly quite satisfied with these names.

“No, that’s outdated now.” Jiang Jing shook his head, rejecting the names.

"Hmm..." Jiang Jing stroked his chin and murmured.

"Fine, let's just call it the Crimson Lotus of Annihilation," Jiang Jing said casually, somewhat impatiently after thinking for a while.

hum! !

A wave of joy that only Jiang Jing could sense emanated from the demonic blade, and then the four characters "Silent Red Lotus" gradually appeared on the blade below the blade's edge.

The characters were as red as blood, with burning black flame patterns along the edges, exuding a strong sense of foreboding, like the karmic fire burning in hell.

As its name suggests, the knife exudes a strong murderous aura even before it has been sharpened and is ready to shed blood.

P.S.: Today's recommendation votes are 6553, the monthly ticket bounty increased by 550, and the reward is over 16000. I will add six chapters after the book goes on sale. I will make up for the lack of drafts on the day by updating them every day.

The extra 500 recommendation votes, over 100 monthly votes, and 6,000 reward votes continue to accumulate. Wow, you guys have so many extra votes for the bounty! You never used to vote for this...

Thankfully, although there were three more chapters than I expected today, it's still within my tolerance. ^_^

Chapter 67 The Gauntlets That Devoured the Crimson Dragon Emperor

With the name chosen and the first layer of restrictions completed, the next step is to enhance the power of the demonic blade.

Thinking about this, Jiang Jing focused his attention on his left arm, where one of the world's strongest divine artifacts, the Gauntlet of the Crimson Dragon Emperor, was sealed.

However, this artifact is not very useful to Jiang Jing. In the early stages, such as now when he fully unleashes the various modes of the Forbidden Hand, it can improve his strength a little, but after a while it will not be of much use to him.

Moreover, this divine artifact has been targeted by some people with ulterior motives ever since it was possessed by Hyoudou Issei.

Therefore, if Jiang Jing chooses to fuse with the divine artifact and unleash its power, those people will know that Jiang Jing has the ability to plunder other people's divine artifacts without taking any damage.

Putting aside whether he cared about these troubles, this artifact was simply useless to him.

So, why not use it to feed his demonic blade? With his eyes slightly narrowed, Jiang Jing had already decided on the fate of this divine artifact.

However, the Demon Blade has just been forged and its material requirements for absorbing and devouring are not high. Directly devouring tens of thousands of tons of steel and refining Gengjin Qi can enhance its power. Therefore, absorbing this divine artifact now would be a waste.

In today's society, all materials cost money. According to market prices, a ton of good quality steel costs 60,000 to 70,000 yen in Japan. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of tons of steel is no small amount.

"So, I need to figure out how to get a lot of money to spend." For the first time, Jiang Jing seriously considered how to get money to buy materials.

Just then, Jiang Jing looked up at the night sky outside, which was almost dawn, and noticed the dark circles under Shiina Masashi's eyes. He shook his head and said, "But it's a bit late now. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Mashiro, time for bed."

"..." Shiina Mashiro didn't want to sleep, blinking her cute big eyes at Jiang Jing.

"Behave yourself." Jiang Jing wasn't buying it. He turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness.

Having spent so much time together, Shiina Mashiro, who is just a bit naive but not stupid, has become familiar with Jiang Jing's personality and knows that once he has made a decision, it cannot be changed.

Reluctantly putting down her pencil, shaking her head which was slightly dizzy from sleepiness, Shiina Mashiro groped her way into bed in the dark.

When Jiang Jing woke up again, it was already noon. The mental energy he had consumed last night had been completely restored without him even realizing it, and it had even been strengthened a bit under the influence of the True Spirit.

Lying lazily in bed, Jiang Jing stared at the ceiling, not wanting to move at all.

"Meow..." Just then, Xiao Guang, who was lying on the side of Jiang Jing's pillow, saw that he was awake and let out a soft, affectionate call to Jiang Jing.

"Uh...it seems I haven't fed you today." Jiang Jing then realized that he hadn't given the cats any food since yesterday afternoon.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jing drifted off into thought for a moment before lazily turning his head to the other side and calling out, "Zhenbai, get up."

Shiina Mashiro was sleeping on her side facing Jiang Jing. The sheet on her body had been kicked off at some point, and the t-shirt that she wore as pajamas had been lifted up, revealing her fair abdomen and half of her breasts.

A long, shapely leg was draped over Jiang Jing's feet. Her sleeping posture was quite awkward, making it hard to believe that this was the sleeping position of the usually quiet and elegant genius beauty.

"Hmm...no." With her eyes closed, Shiina Mashiro rubbed against the pillow and mumbled sleepily.

"If you don't want to get up, then go to bed earlier every day." Jiang Jing was speechless.

"Alright, get up. If you keep sleeping, you definitely won't be able to sleep tonight." Jiang Jing said, sitting up in bed and forcibly pulling Shiina Mashiro up as well.

"Sora is so annoying." Shiina Mashiro, with her messy hair and sleepy eyes, looked at Jiang Jing unhappily.

"Yeah, how annoying." Jiang Jing simply nodded and casually agreed with Shiina Mashiro's completely unconvincing words.

I got up, washed up, fed the seven cats, then dried Shiina Mashiro's hair, found clothes for her to change into, and by the time I was all done, it was already 1 p.m.

Fortunately, Misaki Uezusa had already prepared lunch. When she came in to call them, she saw that they were sleeping soundly, so she didn't wake them up. She sealed a portion with plastic wrap and left one for them. Otherwise, Jiang Jing would have had to cook for Shiina Mashiro.

"Hmm, it's still more comfortable to do nothing." In the corridor, Jiang Jing, who had just finished his work, leaned back leisurely on the floor, lazily turning into a salted fish and not wanting to move.

As for the thought of seriously making a fortune that popped into his head in the early morning, he had already automatically categorized it as something to do when he remembered it, since he didn't need the magic sword right now anyway.

Now, Jiang Jing doesn't want to do anything once he has some free time. He can lie there and look at the sky all day without feeling bored.

Of course, this was only on the surface. In reality, Jiang Jing focused half of his attention on his body, his powerful spiritual energy enveloping his entire body as he explored the numerous acupoints within his body, which were as numerous as stars in the sky.

These acupoints are as numerous as endless sand, but not every one of them holds unknown power. Most of them are turning points in the body's nerves and blood circulation. Opening an acupoint rashly will cause a collapse and damage to the body.

At the same time, Jiang Jing focused a portion of his attention on the toy knife that was spinning nimbly in his hand. Countless spiritual runes materialized and merged into the complex array to perfect the restriction.

Some instincts are ingrained in the soul and cannot be controlled.

Shiina Mashiro, who follows him around every day, is currently busy in her room, having only completed four color illustrations for the third volume of Toradora!

After finishing these illustrations, she still has the task of adapting the first volume into a manga, as well as coloring the dozen or so meticulously edited EVA manga illustrations that Jiang Jing gave her.

The character designs for EVA from that era were acceptable, but they were somewhat unbearable to look at in the context of the thriving anime culture of this world. Therefore, Jiang Jing used the designs of this era as the standard for character designs.

For example, Shinji Ikari is drawn to be handsome with a melancholic and gentle temperament, Rei Ayanami is beautiful and emotionless, and Misato Katsuragi is mature and exudes a queenly aura.

There were many things to do, but Shiina Mashiro was very happy despite being busy.

For Shiina Mashiro, drawing manga is something she loves, and now having so many great works to draw for her brings her joy from the inside out.

"Junior, you're just lazing around again." Just then, a rope was lowered from upstairs, and then Ue-Izumi descended from the sky, shouting as she rushed towards the river view.

"Be careful." Jiang Jing silently reached out his left hand, wrapped it around Misaki Ueiso's waist to catch her, and gently placed her aside.

"Wow, junior, that's an amazing move." Misaki Kamiigusa, who was sitting on the floor and hadn't quite realized how she had gotten into a sitting position, suddenly brightened up.

"Senior, you're a mature and beautiful high school student now. You need to learn to be more ladylike. Otherwise, your carefree senior won't be able to handle it," Jiang Jing advised like a father.

"Oh, don't worry about such trivial matters, junior, let's go out and have some fun," Misaki Kamiigusa suggested enthusiastically.

"Going out to play? Senior, didn't you say last night that you were going to start working on your animation?" Jiang Jing asked curiously, not wanting to go out.

Upon hearing this, Misaki Kamiigusa's eyes darkened for a moment, but then she instantly recovered and shouted energetically, "We're going out to find inspiration for animation! I've discovered that my inspiration has flown to Akihabara! Junior, let's go catch it!"

Jiang Jing noticed the change in Misaki's expression and, knowing the reason, thought for a moment: "Go ask Mashiro if she wants to come along."

"Yay, junior, you're so nice!" Misaki Kamiigusa cheered, got up and ran into the house to find Mashiro Shiina.

Just as Jiang Jing was accompanying Misaki to find Mashiro, the release of the even more exciting second volume of Toradora! made countless people even more obsessed with and fond of this work.

With the improvement of reputation, word-of-mouth, promotion through offline physical stores and online channels, and discussions among anime and manga fans on various forums, sales began to grow at an astonishing rate.

Meanwhile, more than a hundred miles away from the bustling city, deep in the Mount Fuji mountain range, the landscape of this area has undergone tremendous changes after more than ten days of joint efforts by engineering soldiers and cultivators.

Centered on the flat valley of the detected space landing point, four 50-meter-high, magical metal towers rose up on the mountainsides more than ten miles away in four directions.

Meanwhile, centered on the valley, from the air, there are a total of 108 pyramids, each over ten meters high, with shimmering silver triangles scattered throughout a radius of 100 miles, forming an enormous array.

These buildings have faint, mysterious runes shimmering on them, and their structures are built with modern technology, clearly indicating a new product that combines science and magic.

P.S.: Second update for today.

Damn, I've already owed ten chapters in just two days since the bounty was placed! You guys are really something. I'll start updating like crazy to make up for it after it goes on sale tomorrow.

Author's Note on Release (Contains Important Spoilers)

Everyone usually resorts to playing the victim in their launch announcement, so I won't.

Because I have no house, no car, no savings, and no girlfriend, my life is already miserable enough except for writing down my stories and sharing interesting ones with everyone.

It looks terrible, doesn't it?

Actually, I feel that I live a very relaxed life. Without the above-mentioned problems, I don't have much life pressure. I can live a very easy life on my own, and it's not miserable at all.

I want to mention here that I'm a full-time writer and have been writing novels on a certain platform for two years, so please don't worry if you have any concerns.

I used to be able to write 10,000 words a day, but now I sit in front of the computer from morning until one or two in the morning and only manage to write three chapters of six or seven thousand words a day.

One reason is that I'm not good at writing, and the other is that I spend most of my time thinking about the plot, whether this part is reasonable, whether the characters are right, whether there are conflicts in the world view...

This novel is based on a rather bold idea of ​​mine: to combine many of my favorite slice-of-life anime worlds with several extraordinary anime series. However, the main theme I set is slice-of-life with battles as a secondary element.

Therefore, many problems arise from the interweaving of the extraordinary and the ordinary, and sometimes people may feel uncomfortable with the style. It all depends on how tolerant you are of the genre.